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I circle. She rubs. She rubs. I circle.
Speeding up only to slow it down when we get close.
Without saying a word, we match our movements. Aligning our rhythms to dance in the sensuality of our own making.
When her clit swells again for what has to be the tenth time, I grunt, “Come, Sin. Come on me.”
She claps her hands over mine, pushing my fingers harder onto her clit as she humps on them, her body jerking as she comes.
I frantically rub my dick into the seam of her ass like a rutting bull. The tingle starts at the base of my balls and moves upward at lightning speed.
My come hits. Hits me hard.
I let out a loud groan full ofSin-fulpleasure as spasms bow my stomach and my cock jumps like a methed-up kangaroo.
Later, in bed, after I’d taken her twice more, she tells me what Ginger said.
Lying on her back, she looks up at me. I’m propped up on one arm with my other pressing on her tits as my hand clutches her side.
“She apologized for being a bitch. Those were her exact words. She said she didn’t like the way her husband had...looked at me. She was jealous.”
I pull her closer, knowing I’m being possessive even though there is no immediate threat. “Did he ever give you the impression that he wanted you?”
“No....” She pauses a second to think. “Well... maybe. There was one time I caught him ogling me in their hallway mirror as I applied some lip gloss. I guess I was oblivious, being so young and inexperienced back then, I didn’t put it together.”
Sin smooths and ruffles the hair on my arm as we lapse into silence. I don’t know where her thoughts have taken her, but I’m thinking that I like how she touches me apart from us having sex. She does so often. Little pats here. A few rubs there. It is done without artifice. Without expecting more.
She wants me for more than just my body.
The pleasing thought makes my cockcrow.
“What are you smirking at?” she asks, her expression amused.
I drag a hand across her breasts, twirling a nipple between my fingers. She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and squirms.
“I was thinking you wanted me more than just for my body.”
“And here I was thinking how much I love you.”
Finally, my last miracle!
“I love you too, Sin,” I say, meeting my forehead to hers. I breathe in deep. Her skin still carries the familiar aroma of that hotel soap from New Orleans. She’s taken to using it while she is with me.
I guess that will be our signature scent.
She pushes on my chest. “Now, who says I want your body? I made no such claim.”
Her eyes carry her laughter. Her lips twitch as she fights to keep the stern look in her expression.
The sass my woman has.
“Oh, yeah?” I question, moving to cover her body with my own. I position myself at her entrance and slowly sink into her warmth. “Yeah, you do. You know you do.”
EPILOGUE
Three years later...
Hook. Line. Sinker.
